When you want to clarify stock, there’s no need to go through all that palaver with egg whites, minced beef and herbs stirring and skimming, skimming and stirring.Just freeze your stock. When you need it, take it out of the freezer the night before and place it in one of those coffee filters lined with […]Read More Clarifying stock
It’s the final insult this sodding, sodden summer can hurl at me. I’ve just discovered that my tomatoes, of which I had high hopes, have got blight. On the day before I go on hols. There is nothing to be done. Except hurl imprecations at the bloody weather. And circumstance. And myself for not spraying […]Read More Blighted!
Clitheroe, with its castle and its River Ribble and its history. It’s always been a contrary part of the world, around here. Non-conformity marks it out. It was Catholic when the rest of the country was Protestant, and Protestant when the rest of the country was Catholics. Quakers, Methodists, Congregationalists, Unionists, Socialists and the Co-Op […]Read More Clitheroe Food Festival
There I was pottering around the Clitheroe Food Festival in bright sunshine. There were lots of good things on show – several cheese makers, beers, sausages, chutneys, hog roasts, cakes, potted shrimps from Morecambe, some terrific breads, including one made with Thwaites beer and so on and so on. It was difficult not to get […]Read More Testicles with carrots